~No One's POV~
Smokescreen whimpered as she heard the gun shots come from up ahead. Arcee had explained to her that once her life signal was found, Optimus had put together a team and had come aboard the Nemesis. Smokescreen did not want to leave the room but had no choice; it was either stay in the room and belong to Megatron or go out into a battle and leave the Nemesis.
The sparked femme's hands rested on her abdomen, protecting her unborn sparkling from danger. She knew not if the sparkling was a mech or a femme. Bulkhead was in front of her, hammer out and ready to bash some Decepticons, he was also keeping an optic out for danger. Arcee had a serious face on (no offense to Arcee fans, but when does she not have a serious face on?) and both blasters at the ready. Jazz and Bumblebee were walking beside Smokescreen, making sure that she did not fall down and that no Vechicons came from behind.
All five Autobots turned a corner and saw their leader, Optimus Prime, fighting Megatron. The silver tyrant was fighting far more vicious than normal. With a large snarl, Megatron punched Optimus Prime in the faceplate and charged up his cannon, getting ready to take a shot.
Smokescreen was about to scream out to Optimus but Jazz and Bumblebee rushed by her, their blasters ready and started to fire at Megatron. Dodging the shots from the Vehicons and taking a few down with their blasters. With ease, Jazz jumped into the air after kicking off from the wall and kick Megatron in the head, forcing the tyrant to stagger back. Bumblebee rushed forward and sucker punched Megatron across the jaw making Megatron staggered back even more.
Smokescreen's spark was racing, her fear growing. "A...Arcee….please contact Ratchet…." whispered the sparked femme. Arcee looked at her companion with worry but nodded her helm. Concern for her comrade shining in her optics. Arcee: "Arcee to Base" Mirage: "Mirage here, you guys alright?" Arcee: "We have Smokescreen! Open the ground bridge!"
The ground bridge that led to the Autobot Base opened right behind the two femmes. Smokescreen letting out a small laugh headed towards it, with Arcee right behind her. "Optimus! We have Smokescreen!" with that said Arcee ushered Smokescreen towards the ground bridge, with Bulkhead guarding them.
Megatron turned around with shock written all over his faceplates. With a large war-like cry, he charged at the escaping Autobots. The silver tyrant drew his sword and prepared to slice through the green Wrecker, when suddenly he went crashing into a wall. Debris crumbling around him. Ironhide stood there massaging his fist. The old veteran had dents and scratches all over his armor, but he was better off than the Vehicons he had been fighting.
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were helping Optimus to his peds, while Jazz and Bumblebee went through the ground bridge. Ironhide glanced at the wall and snorted, grumbling a few profanities while walking away. Smokescreen and Arcee had just stepped one ped each in the ground bridge when they heard Megatron. "You will not take her from me! Not while she is carrying my heir!" Every single Autobot froze who had not got her from the room, turned and looked at Smokescreen and saw that Smokescreen was indeed a femme and that she was sparked. With coolant gathering in her optics, Smokescreen and Arcee went through the ground bridge.
Optimus was the first to unfreeze. "Through the ground bridge! Now!" There was a growl in his voice that scared the scrap out of a few Autobots. Ironhide ran forward and ushered Bulkhead into the ground bridge. Sunstreaker and Sideswipe followed through. Optimus walked towards the ground bridge, but not before speaking to Megatron. The leader of the Autobots had told Megatron that he swears to protect both Smokescreen and the unborn sparkling from him. No matter the cost.
The moment Smokescreen entered the Autobot Base, time seemed to freeze and then rush forward. Ratchet ushered her to the med bay, shock and anger clearly on his faceplates. Luckily the Autobot's had both First Aid and Perceptor there to help with the injured. Optimus was the most injured, for he had battled Megatron. Arcee stayed by Smokescreen's side, rubbing between her wings gently.
Ratchet was doing multiple scans on Smokescreen's body, trying to determine how long she has until she has the sparkling, what gender it is and how healthy the little one was. Outside of the med bay he could hear Sunstreaker complaining about his paintjob, Ironhide cursing the Decepticons and several other Autobot's talking to the ones that also returned.
~Outside of the Med-Bay Prowl's POV~
Prowl walked down the hallways of the Autobot Base, a stern frown on his faceplates. Jazz had told him through the bond that they were going to rescue Smokescreen and that Prime didn't want to wait. Prowl's wings were stiffly high, meaning he was mad. Through the bond, Prowl could feel worry/ excitement/ wariness/ concern/ anger and some emotions that Prowl has never felt from his mate but he knew that if Jazz was angry, then everyone should be concerned.
Just as Prowl walked into the room, where all the shouting was coming from, it abruptly stopped and every helm turned towards him. One of Prowl's optic ridges rose up and the frown became sterner. His optics searched the room and they finally landed on Optimus, who was sitting on the floor, having his shoulder repaired. Briskly, Prowl walked over to Optimus and stopped in front of him, looking down at the leader of the Autobot's with a stern look he had only ever used on the Terror Twins.
"Sir?" began Prowl "Why was I not informed that a rescue for Smokescreen was taking place?" With a nervous glance at Prowl, Optimus cleared his vents. "I understand that you wished you were a part of the rescue Prowl, but it was at the last minute. We found his signal on the Nemesis, there was no time to waste. I apologize." When Optimus had finished, Prowl's optics were wide and his spark was racing.
~Jazz's POV~
Jazz looked at his mate with worry. He never knew about Smokescreen being a femme but apparently Prowl had. Heck, Jazz would bet his entire high grade stash that Prowl was the one to hide Smokescreen. With a sad sigh, the white and black saboteur walked over to his mate and placed a servo on his shoulder. "Prowler, Smokescreen's in the med bay. Maybe you should go see her…." Jazz didn't get to his sentence for Prowl whirled around with shocked fearful optics. "How do you know Smokescreen's a femme?!" There was worry in Prowl's voice.
"Wait, Smokescreen's a femme?" Mirage called out. His mate, Hound, stood by his side with a shocked expression. "Yeah, and apparently Megatron sparked her," spoke Sideswipe. His twin smacked him aside his helm. "OW! What was that for Sunny?" Sunstreaker snarled before replying. "Don't call me that and I'm pretty sure Ratchet didn't want everyone to that just yet!" The yellow twin sending emotion to their mate, hoping Ratchet didn't close the bond.
~Prowl's POV~
Prowl felt his spark go cold when he heard Sideswipe say that Smokescreen was sparked. He had tried his hardest to hide the fact that his little sister was a femme and that she had Breeder coding. The coding had run through his family but had skipped him and Bluestreak. He was thankful for that but he had always held a sense of fear in his spark for Smokescreen.
Prowl also felt guilty for not telling Jazz but he had promised Smokescreen that he would not tell anyone. Over the bond, Prowl promised his mate that he would tell him everything about Smokescreen but right now, his little sister needed him.
As fast as he could, Prowl rushed over to the med bay doors and opened them. Arcee swiftly pointed her blasters at him but didn't fire when she saw who it was. Ratchet growled and hurled his biggest wrench at Prowl, who ducked to the side to dodge the flying helm damaging projectile. The white and black door-winger heard the wrench hit someone that was close to the med bay but he didn't know who.
Dark blue optics met light tired blue ones and Prowl gasped when he saw his little sister's abdomen bulging out. His logic sensors were trying to comprehend the information as quickly as possible but Prowl was having a very difficult time believing that Smoky was sparked. With Megatron's sparkling. His helm started to spark and he pointed at Smokescreen. "You…sparkling…me…uncle?" With a sharp pop, Prowl's processor shut down and he fell backwards, actually landing on Sunstreaker who started to scream. Sideswipe just fell down laughing and Jazz shook his head while laughing and going over to lift his mate off of Sunstreaker.
~Smokescreen's POV~
Smokescreen couldn't believe it. She was rescued, free from Megatron. All of those months living on the Nemesis and having Megatron being….nice to her had nearly put her into stasis lock. The way Megatron smiled when he was nice was very scary.
She almost crashed the moment she got into the Autobot Base. Ratchet, once he saw her, had kept her from doing so. Rushing her to the med bay and keeping everyone out. Doing scan after scan, making sure that the sparkling was fine. And considering how big she was, the sparkling would be in Smokescreen's arms soon. However, Ratchet did not tell Smokescreen the being big part. The old medic wanted to keep his helm attached to his body after all.
The sparkling had begun to kick the moment it heard new voices. Those little kicks made Smokescreen send pulses of love to the new life she was carrying. While Ratchet was scanning her, Smokescreen talked to Arcee. Telling the older femme about her life. How she was found by Alpha Trion after her creators left her in a secret hiding place to lead some Cons away. Smokescreen never saw them after that.
She had been lucky when her older brother Prowl had found her in Alpha Trion's office. The sibling bond was pure and strong. Bluestreak had rushed right in and held his little sister. Not letting her out of his optics for a good ten cycles. Both of her older brothers knew that she was a Breeder like her Carrier, so they both decided that she was to be hidden as a mech.
Once Ratchet was done with scanning Smokescreen, he moved off to Prowl. Grumbling about whacking him on his helm when he wakes up. Jazz chuckled and stood away from Ratchet but close enough to see everything he did. He trusted Ratchet but his mate had been shocked into glitching, so when he awakes, he would want answers.
Mirage and Hound had gone over to Smokescreen and began asking question. Such as, "Is the sparkling a mech or femme?" "Does it hurt when the sparkling kicks?" "When will the little one come?" Both mechs looked excited but had respected Smokescreen's space. Asking questions, the sparked femme even let them feel the sparkling kick.
Sunstreaker and Sideswipe were grinning like the cat from Alice in Wonderland. When Smokescreen raised an optic ridge at them, both mechs mouthed out the word "Pranks", which of course got Smokescreen to start laughing, knowing that the Terror Twins will teach everything they know to the sparkling.
Ironhide had contacted his mate, Chromia, through the bond and she had rushed into the room. First checking to see if her mate was alright, then going into the med-bay and scaring the daylights out of Smokescreen. Telling her that she will further more stay in the base, the tough femme glaring at anyone who opened their mouth to say anything.
The other femmes had gone to pick up the humans and Smokescreen had to groan. She knew that it would cause trouble, especially when Miko finds out about the sparkling. She knew the femme human could be loud and the only thing Smokescreen looked forward to, after escaping the Nemesis and spending so long in the med-bay, was seeing Miko's face when Ratchet gives her the Cybertroian version of the Birds and the Bees.
~Miko's POV~
When Miko saw Chromia, Moonracer and Elita-One outside in the school parking lot, the young human knew something was up. Something had happened but she nor Jack or Raf knew what. Confusion must had shown on their faces for the three femme's headlights blinked and the passenger doors opened.
Jack went to Elita-One, Raf went to Moonracer and Miko chose to ride with Chromia. The war hardened femme seemed to be fidgeting as Miko climbed into the passenger seat. Before Miko could ask questions, all three femmes raced for the base.
No matter what questions Miko asked, Chromia remained silent. Just as they got to the base did Chromia choose to speak. "Miko, I know you have a lot of questions. They WILL be answered, just not by me. When we get into the base, you need to remain quite. And wait for either Optimus or Ratchet to come to you, Jack and Raf. Alright?"
Miko nodded her head and sighed. Annoyed that she wouldn't be getting answers as soon as she had hoped. When the three femmes had entered the base, they stopped to let their passengers out and Miko then noticed that several Bots were injured and that no one was talking but there was excitement in the air.
Miko opened her mouth to speak but stopped when she saw the door to the med-bay was opened and that a femme who looked similar to Smokescreen was sitting on a berth. But what caught Miko's eyes was the large bulge in the femme's abdomen. Miko could hear Jack asking questions and she heard Ratchet tell her friend that the femme on the berth was indeed Smokescreen. And for the first time in her life, Miko fainted, unable to comprehend the information.
